Medio Oriente

it’s such a tight game
will it ever stop ?how will this all play out ?
both sides out of mind now
by now we should know how to communicate instead of coming to blows
we’re on the road and there aint no stopping us nowwe’re burning under control
isn’t it strange how we’re all burning
under the same sun
by now they say if it’s a war for peaceit’s the same old game
but do we really wanna blame ?
we could close our eyes it’s still there
we could say it’s us against them
we could try but nobody wins
gravity has got a hold on us all
we could try to put it out
but it’s a growing flameusing fear as fuel
burning down our name
and it won’t take too long
cause words are burned the same
then who are we gonna blame
now and all

it’s such a crying, crying, crying shame
it’s such a crying, crying, crying shame
it’s such a crying, crying, crying shame
shame shame
by now it’s beginning to show
a number of people their numbers that ain’t coming home
i could close my eyes it’s still there
close my mind, be alone
i could close my heart and not care
but gravity has got a hold on us all
it’s a terrific price to pay
but in the true sense of the word
are we using what we’ve learned
in the true sense of the word
are we losing what we were

it’s such a tight gamewill it ever stop ?
it’s not for me to say
and is it in our blood ?
or is it just our fate ?
and how will this all play out ?
both sides out of my mind now
who are we gonna blame all and all ?